Pampered By All In Different Planes

"I—"

Su Zhiruan indeed felt somewhat guilty.

Before watching, she thought it was just an ordinary suspense movie, but as she watched, or perhaps because the surroundings were too dark and the real-life antagonist from the movie sat on her right side,

she couldn't help but feel a chill up her spine.

"It's not him, you shouldn't be scared of me." The warm breath of the young man reached her neck, making Su Zhiruan feel ticklish.

Accompanied by the ethereal singing of a little girl in the ending credits, the last bit of light from the film faded away.

The windows were thickly covered with snow, making it impossible for any light from outside to penetrate.

Soon, the surroundings plunged into complete silence and darkness.

"I'm really not afraid anymore, you might as well put me down now." Su Zhiruan supported Wen Qingyu's upper body with both hands, and, worried about pressing down on him, she moved her legs, intending to walk away.

Wen Qingyu grunted.

At that moment, the entire living room was pitch black.

There wasn't even a hint of light.

And the two of them, one above the other, were very close.

A twenty-year-old youth, already on the cusp between boyhood and manhood, robust and strong, with a soft, sweet beauty in his embrace, would be hard for even the most stony-hearted to resist.

His body tensed up as he seriously considered, then said, "I, I will put you down."

Su Zhiruan nodded. Realizing he couldn't see, she also "hmm"ed in affirmation.

Then, there was a rustling of clothes; she stood up and sat on another sofa.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Su Zhiruan was still immersed in the movie, barely giving any thought to the slightly amorous scene that had just transpired.

The movie was realistically portrayed; even with her strong mental resilience, she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

In the movie, Wen Qingyu played a seemingly gentle, respectful towards elders, considerate to everyone high school student, who had a very soft and attractive smile. Su Zhiruan thought then that he was not much different from the amnesiac Wen Qingyu she knew now.

The group of protagonists and the police detectives couldn't find the murderer in every murder case, frustratingly pulling their hair out.

Throughout this process, the young man continuously appeared to bring them food and comfort them gently.

In the end, with a turn of the camera, his eyes dead fixed on the big screen, as if searching for someone through it, he moved step by step towards the camera, his mouth full of blood, gnawing on a severed arm in his hand.

Anyone would be startled by this scene.

Especially since Su Zhiruan had been with this face for several days, suddenly seeing such a scene almost made her faint.

"You're still afraid of me." Wen Qingyu's aggrieved voice suddenly rang out, "When I get out, I'll pull all these movies off the shelf."

"No, I'm not afraid," she laughed it off, "I'll go turn on the light."

Su Zhiruan stood up and walked to the wall, turning on the living room's main light.

Maybe because they had stayed in the dark for a bit too long, when the lights suddenly turned on, both of them were blinded and could hardly open their eyes.

It took a good while before they could adjust.

After turning on the light, Su Zhiruan felt relieved.

"You played your role really well, and I got so caught up in it," Su Zhiruan sat back down on the sofa, poured two cups of tea, one in front of herself and one handed to Wen Qingyu, "Take a sip; let's both relax a bit."

Wen Qingyu took it, and Su Zhiruan finally relaxed, lifting her hot tea and taking a sip.

"Fair's fair, you just said, if you got scared, you'd play the piano." Wen Qingyu held the warm cup in his hands, raising his eyes to look at him, "That's what you said."

"Of course, no problem."

When Su Zhiruan was in the ancient time realm, she had learned about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting; playing the piano was also a good way for her to relax.

So, when she was stocking up, she also bought quite a few musical instruments.

Since there was nothing else to do, she finished her tea and stood up, "Why don't we do it now? Follow me."

Wen Qingyu put down the cup and followed behind Su Zhiruan.

The musical instruments were on the third floor.

In a separate room.

The third floor still had many rooms that were unoccupied. The building had a total of 56 rooms, besides Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu's rooms on the first floor, there was a kitchen and a storage room. Originally, the storage room and two other rooms were next to each other, but Su Zhiruan had the rooms combined through the System Mall's housing modification tool to expand the storage space.

Besides that, the first floor also includes a living room and a bathroom. Across from the storage room, there's a large water tank. Now that the apocalypse had just arrived, water and electricity were still available, and Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu always refilled the water tank after each use.